It’s hard for me to find new lows for the social networking site, Twitter. If you have an account, I don’t need to tell you that 99% of the content is useless shit that does absolutely nothing to inform you or enrich your life. It’s userbase consists of mostly only two types of users; losers and people trying to monetize on said losers. It was fun for a while to poke fun at both camps, but as with anything else in life, it eventually grows tired and unamusing (touch my monkey). After all, it’s reached the bottom and can go no further.
Wait a stinking moment. It seems that pregnant women can purchase a belt to wear that will broadcast a tweet every time their baby kicks.
Don’t get me wrong, these tweets are just as informative and useful as those posted by adult users. If we were to have a race between Ashton Kutcher and an unborn fetus to see who could post useful content first, I couldn’t tell you who would win. It would just be too close to call it.
I often tell myself that I’m being too hard on society, to stop being so damned self-righteous and just shut the fuck up already. Quit picking out the very worst that’s out there and amplifying it into a bigger issue than it really is. Then I see something like the kickbee and realize that we as a society are doomed.
Instead of ridiculing it, maybe I should instead take some pointers from them and try to market my own version of this. The way I see it, the flaw in their design is that they’ve cut out half of the world’s population from their marketing. What Iwould do is create a belt that anyone can wear, regardless of their race, sex or religious beliefs. The first two I’d work on the development of would be the Shitbee(tm) and the Belchbee(tm):
The fact that the author thought instructions on how to fall 35,000 feet and live was a feasible how-to article is kind of funny. It pales in comparison however, to this little tid-bit of info buried inside:
Then, if a feet-first entry is inevitable, the most important piece of advice, for reasons both unmentionable and easily understood, is to clench your butt.
Mental note: The next time I’m thrust out of a commercial airliner at cruising altitude, I absolutely must remember to put my reading material aside, pull my earphones and clench my asshole tightly at the end of the fall.
Opera 10 has been released to great fanfare and many news outlets are taking the time to let us know how great it is. Cnet wants us to know about the great game widgets you can install on it.
There’s still no easy way to block ads. But you can now play basketball with it.
Opera has stated that it won’t implement an ad blocking measure into the browser for altruistic reasons. They don’t feel that they have the right to strip content providers of income.
In reality, it wasn’t too long ago that Opera was forcing you to look at ads that they embedded in their own browser if you opted not to pay for a web browser.
So, it’s simple. They feel a kinship to people serving ads.
For those that missed it though, you can now play basketball in Opera.
Just what we needed.
I installed Fedora 9 tonight.
Shortly after, I replaced my Fedora 7 install.
Gone are the days of out of the box successful networking. Where any OS would recognize that you are connected to a network, Fedora now requires you to set up your network, much like Fedora 2. Also, you can now welcome the arrival of the Vista-esque oversized graphical icons and laggy desktop performance.
I think we have witnessed Fedora’s jumping of the shark.